Chapter Seventy-Two: The Dinner Party of the Lucky Fortune Hall

"The Cao family?" Listening to Yaozhong's reminder, Jiang Jingyang's eyes froze. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

He knew that the last time he was in the magic pen calligraphy exhibition, he destroyed the work in public and became the beauty of Mingyue and Liu Qingming, which would definitely anger the Cao family, but he didn't expect that the Cao family would directly send someone to kill him, and his skills were not low.

Especially for those who are good at martial arts that day, if Qin Wei had just entered the heavens, he might have finished playing at this moment.

Of course, he will definitely make a move when necessary, Huazang has Glock, and he Jiang Jingyang also has it.

When he came out of the Mastiff SWAT team, Jiang Jingyang asked Guo Yanjun to deliver the Glock 23 pistol to himself, and Guo Yanjun was embarrassed at that time, but Zhuo Ruici directly refused on the grounds that the guns were uniformly deployed by the provincial department.

Then, Jiang Jingyang took out the work token of the Tianzong Bureau in front of the two of them. And then there was no then.

The Glock pistol is easy to carry, and it has been refined into a talisman by Jiang Jingyang, with the blessing of fire-resisting talismans, plus the power of the bullet itself, if it does not encounter strengthened bulletproof armor or spiritual weapons, even if it encounters Jiang Jingyang, a monk whose realm is higher than his own, he is not afraid at all.

With this gun in hand, with the current strength, it is your own reliance.

After a while, Jiang Jingyang rubbed his chin and muttered, "That silver projectile is a good thing!" You'll have to find the bald point another day. ”

As soon as he saw Yao Zhong pop out a silver projectile at random, he could erase the memories of people within a certain range, which was more effective than drawing a washing rune. Jiang Jingyang couldn't help but think about the idea of the silver projectile, thinking about how to let Yaozhong give him a few.

Soon after, the rain finally stopped.

The sky completely entered darkness, and every household on Yangguan Road turned on the lights, and the warm and soft light came out, and there was a quiet after the rain.

Several people in the Tianzong Bureau, except for Wang Jiao, rarely eat, although they can't reach the state of completely opening the valley, but sometimes it has become the norm for Jiang Jingyang to eat only one meal in three days.

The phone rang, but it was Ye Deben, the fat man, who called.

Jiang Jingyang had just connected the phone, and Ye Fatzi's voice came, and he was a little distracted: "Brother Jiang, Mu Han is crazy!" ”

"Crazy?" Jiang Jingyang was stunned, not knowing what he meant.

Ye Fatzi said again: "She has to resign, saying that she wants to follow in your footsteps, practice martial arts first, and then enter the heavenly world." ”

Jiang Jingyang smiled dumbly.

Jiang Muhan had chatted with him, and he had also mentioned martial artists, magicians, and magic spear masters, as well as some situations that had finally been refined into the Qi Condensation Realm. But he didn't expect Jiang Muhan to be in love, at this time, Ye Fatzi's words seemed to Jiang Jingyang, it should be Jiang Muhan who had made up his mind.

"If she wants to practice, she can practice." Jiang Jingyang smiled.

Jiang Muhan's temper is somewhat similar to his own, as long as he decides what to do, he will often act quickly, and he is also a master who chooses a day rather than a day.

Moreover, Jiang Jingyang's resources from Jiyun Hall have gradually increased, so he is not worried that Jiang Muhan will encounter the embarrassing situation of not having resources in the early stage of cultivation.

This time it was Ye Fatzi's turn to be stunned: "Brother Jiang, you haven't woken up yet, have you?" Mu Han wants to practice martial arts, her thin arms and legs will have to resign, and she will not even have a stable income in the future. I heard Zhong Shiya say that you are not in the police force anymore, but don't let her follow in your footsteps......"

"Alright." Jiang Jingyang interrupted him, "I opened a magic weapon shop in the city some time ago, and the business is not bad, Mu Han can go to the store to manage it as long as he has time." In terms of life, don't worry. ”

"Brother Jiang!" Ye Fatzi was anxious, "The competition in the magic weapon industry is very fierce, and it will collapse, how can there be stable job insurance!" You just do it, so that Mu Han also loses a stable income, how can this work! ”

Jiang Jingyang was a little funny: "My store can't collapse for the time being." If you don't believe me, I will come to the Wanguo Mall in the center of the city with Mu Han on the weekend, and my largest main store will open soon, and I will invite major families to hold a large banquet. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was no response on the other end of the phone for a long time.

After a long while, Ye Fatzi's hesitant and suspicious voice sounded again: "Brother Jiang, don't lie to me, your shop...... What is your name? ”

"Lucky Hall." Jiang Jingyang replied unhurriedly.

There was a sound of something falling on the other end of the phone, as if it was a phone, but then it was picked up again.

Ye Fatzi's panting voice was unusually heavy, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

After another long time, he finally made up his mind and asked cautiously, "Brother Jiang, are you still recruiting?" ”

"Get out of the way!" Jiang Jingyang couldn't help but roll his eyes.

In just two months, Jiyuntang has opened more than 10 branches, and even opened more than 10 branches in other cities in the province, which is already well-known in Nanqian City. Now, after integrating with other ritual stores, the main store of Jiyuntang has also officially opened in the Wanguo Mall in the center of the city.

Under the instruction of the old man Wan Jiawan, his son Wan Peng and his grandson Wan Qingyun poured a lot of effort into this. Not for anything else, just to repay Jiang Jingyang for giving the talisman of all things and saving the old man's life.

The largest shareholder of Jiyun shares is now Wanjia, which also represents that with the support of Mr. Wan, the entire Wanjia is the strongest backstage of Jiyuntang.

In the past few days, Wang Gui couldn't sleep at all with excitement, and his wife Zhao Shanshan rushed to work overnight, and invited the top ceremonial celebration company to decorate the Jiyuntang main store and banquet hall in the Wanguo Shopping Mall with gold and magnificence.

Guests on the first floor have a special person to greet and send, stepping on the stairs paved with a golden raccoon leather carpet into the hall on the second floor, a gilt jade, beautiful and gorgeous feeling to attack, full of handsome men and women, men are fresh and handsome, extraordinary appearance, women are gentle and elegant, fragrant and pleasant.

Every corner of the hall is carved with jade, extremely luxurious beauty, and the food on the table is full of rare and exotic species, and there is a dazzling array of food.

The banquet of Jiyun shares was originally scheduled to officially start at half past eight, but it was not yet eight o'clock at this time, and many guests had already come.

If you are bored, you can also wander around the nearby main store on the first floor of Jiyuntang that has opened a trial operation, and look for a few good magic weapons or medicines such as meat and reishi.

After a short time, people from the three major families of Nanqian City came one after another.

Wanjia is the largest shareholder of Jiyun shares, and naturally it is a great help, and the people who come have almost all the core people of Wanjia. It is said that Old Man Wan will also come later in person.

The Zhong family, under the leadership of Zhong Wen and his brother Zhong Tao, almost all the three generations of the Zhong family arrived, smiling one by one, greeting the Wan family and other familiar families, and entered one after another.

In the end, the people of the Cao family appeared, but not to mention the old man Cao, even the second generation of the Cao family did not show up, only the third-generation outstanding figure Cao Mingjun brought a few peers into the venue, deliberately keeping a low profile.

But the Cao family is now the first family living in seclusion in Nanzhou Province, and it is impossible to keep a low profile, Cao Mingjun just came to the door on the first floor, and was immediately let go by the security guard he knew, and he didn't even take out the invitation. And other businessmen and bosses, or the heads of second- and third-rate families, all came over with a smile and surrounded him and made friends.

One after another, bosses and elites from various industries came, if it weren't for the face of Wan Jia, just a lucky luck hall, a completely unpopular Wang Gui, relying on his face, I am afraid that he would not be able to do even one-tenth of such a battle.

Zhou family, Zhou Chengan walked into the hall behind an old man with a majestic face.

The Luo family, Luo Zhaohui, the eldest son of the Luo family, is the director of the office of the Nanqian Municipal Government, with a role above and below 10,000 people, and has more real power than some department-level leaders. At this moment, Luo Yuanqing and the rest of the Luo family followed Luo Zhaohui closely, Luo Yuanqing was wearing a light purple dress, charming and moving, but his expression was sad, hiding a deep heart.